I shake my head. “No. I choose you, a thousand times over. Life is too short,especiallynow. I’m done waiting for the perfect time to do what I want. I’m finally living for myself, and I know with complete certainty that this is what I want.Youare what I want.”
Johnny sighs, and it’s like he’s internally battling with himself on what to do with the information I just gave him.
I run my hand across his cheek. “Is that so hard to believe?”
“A little bit.” He swallows and examines me once more. “You’re sure?”
“Without a doubt.”
He places his lips on mine, not wasting another second. Only this time, he kisses me in a manner he hasn’t before. With longing and desire and a pure thirst that only I could satisfy. Johnny grabs me by the waist and lifts me from the floor.
I wrap my legs around him and let him carry me out of the room.
He continues caressing his tongue against mine each step of the way.
We stumble to his bedroom, the door swinging open and slamming into the wall. We giggle into each other and he drops me onto the foot of the bed.
I quickly remove my sweatshirt and toss it aside. I reach forward and unbutton his pants.
He glances at my bruised arms for a split-second before looking into my eyes. “You’re still sure?”
“Yes.” I tug his jeans down over his growing erection, which reassures me he wants this, too. “Are you?” I lick my lips in anticipation of his response.
He pulls at my hands to bring me to my feet. Johnny slides my black T-shirt over my head, revealing my bare chest. He trails his lips along mine and down my neck, nipping at my breasts on his way to my panty line. He kneels before me to unbutton my shorts and drag them over my ass with my underwear in one motion. He kisses my thigh, gradually inching further toward my center with hot breath along my skin.
I grip his head and drag him up to my face, no longer able to withstand his teasing. I pull his remaining clothes off and drag him onto the same bed we have spent the last few nights cuddling on. I spread my legs and tug him on top of me, our mouths never breaking apart.
He blindly reaches over and opens his nightstand drawer. A second later, the sound of a wrapper appears.
Johnny breaks our kiss one last time.
Anticipating his question, I tell him, “I’m sure, I promise.”
You know those instances when you put such high expectations on something because you want it so bad, and when it finally happens, you’re left wondering what the hype was all about?
Well, this isnothinglike that.
No, being with Johnny is…everything.
Take all of the super cheesy clichés and toss them into a blender, and I doubt they would ever compare. I’m talking Earth slowing, mind-blowing, soul connecting, pure-fucking-bliss.
And that’s only describing the first few seconds.
I arch my back, begging with my body for him to give me more.
Johnny stifles a moan against my lips, only driving my hunger for him that much more. He kisses me feverishly, and I match his intensity.
It doesn’t take long until we find our groove, grinding into each other like we’ve been doing this all our lives. With our seemingly natural connection, I’m not at all surprised. What I didn’t expect was for it to feelthis damn good.Just when I think it can’t possibly get any better, he switches things up.
He wraps his arm around my waist, lifting and angling me toward him.
I dig my nails into his back in response to this new wave of pleasure at the slightly different position. It’s not much of an alteration but holy hell does it hit all the right spots.
His erection grinds against me, sending me higher and higher until I can barely hold on any longer.
He tugs at my lip with his teeth and pauses to whisper, “Let go.”
And with that simple command, I spiral into the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. The wave lasts longer than anything I could have imagined.